Woohoohoo Woohoohoo Debbie just hit the wall, she never had it all One Prozac a day, husband's a CPA Her dreams went out the door When she turned
The first time, Was the worst time. The second time, Was worse than the first. The last time was a great crime On all things, great and small, But this
With all of my might, With all of my might I do this. It's a waste of my time to pursue this. I'm so full of self-indulgence to think that you'd like
Let's raise the glass. Let's peel the eyelids back And toast them. And we can watch their plans fall through. I've found a reason to quit. And I can
Crippled by the call into complete decay. An everlasting lost can leave a bitter taste. Overrated, she's not faking Idiots collect to run a losing pace
This is an instrumental.
Try to prove it, Try to get there, Try to make your act a favor. Like a _________ ________ false. Strips you of your skin, it's heavy, And worn, and
Crawl off the faces With my nonsense And clog your ears with ashes And boiled the sound to dry It's not your fault you're not my hero It's not your
There they go, fucking up the ratio. Biting on the skin that hangs off a hangnail. Biting on the skin that hangs off a blister. On the helping hand.
I've got the skin of a shark And I'm gonna make a muscle. Just holding onto filth Of the pornagraphic slut. I've got an ill will And a pair of brass knuckles
Strangled by the stereowire Cut and depressed in the victim's eye. With a public finger on a false alarm. Pulling down in a rush of irreversible lies.
Rental sting, the customer is king. Waste your life, waste your life. Little things can cost you everything. Save your life, save your life. Dead and
Drew a line to keep your place, Expecting too much from you. And I can hardly see your face. It's all covered with noxema. If you decide one day to concentrate
A death in the park, A death in the dark. I'm calling the cops. Cops, calling all cars. It's not the way they want it to be. It's not the way they wanted
Dead red eyes flickering half bright went on for ride (? ) In slick silk. they were on to my circumstantial slide, Blow by blow chipped off shell and
She takes the bones of her hands, to tangle up the soles of her feet. To make a loss look good on paper, 'til it's outside of our reach. And they're coming
Fabricoh is the favorite sound around. Watch the wholesale slaughter of the whole downtown. Stepping off the ship in limbo. (? ) It's the spit on his
X'ing out the numbers puts me in a slumber Can't call for help and nobody's at home. Had a premonition, icy cold suspicion Fueled by superstition and